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Dance Little Sister By Jagger/Richards On Thursday night she looked a fright; Her pricki hair all curled, oh Lord, what a sight. Dance, dance, little sister, dance.
On Friday night she's all decked out; Her high heel shoes, her dress so tight. Dance, dance little sister, dance.
On Saturday night she bass-a-dee; She stepping high on Frederick's Street. Dance, dance, little sister, dance.
I said dance, dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance. I said dance, dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance.
It make me hot, I wet with sweat; It burn like hell, I've four hours left. Dance, dance, little sister, dance.
Get next to me, drive me close; Don't mammaguay, I lose control. Dance, dance with fire, dance.
I said dance, dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance. I said dance, dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance.
Jump out of Africa with a step that looks so bold. Ah, when you kickin' high it make my blood run cold.
I said dance, dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance. I said dance, dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance.
On Saturday night we don't go home; We bacchanal, there ain't no dawn. Dance, little sister, dance. I said dance, dance, little sister, Dance little sister, Dance little sister, dance....
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